Old Bloke On An Old Bike

The story of the restoration of a 1950s classic bicycle for a Land's End – John O'Groats charity ride in aid of Alzheimer's Society

18 Jun 2016: The first week done


Despite the rainy start, a lovely 55 mile ride through Shropshire to Stone in Staffordshire. I was vainly trying to remember the famous lines from Houseman’s A Shropshire Lad. Anyway, here they are now:

“Into my heart on air that kills
  From yon far country blows:
  What are those blue remembered hills,
  What spires, what farms are those?
  That is the land of lost content,
  I see it shining plain,
  The happy highways where I went
  And cannot come again.”

The gentle Shropshire hills are wonderful, and most of the hedgerows have survived, so travelling on minor roads is a delight.



Have now done some maintenance work on the bike and had a great dinner with family in Stone, so all is well – except for my chest infection which is stubbornly hanging on. Unless it clears up soon, I suppose I’ll have to take a couple of days out to see a doctor and get some antibiotics. Let’s hope not.

A hilly ride through the Peak District to Dore tomorrow, so an early night and a good sleep, I hope.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s


This entry was posted on June 18, 2016 by in Uncategorized.
%d bloggers like this: